Chapter 962: The Big Wedding (2)

"Don't just drink!" Xuanyuan Che looked at the wine jug and wine glass on the table, and couldn't help but darken a handsome face, "Leave me some!" ”

Naranhe's dangling folding fan paused slightly as he looked up, "Little ...... Xiaoyue? ”

Zhao Lansheng turned around, he was very surprised to meet Rong Yue here, and then thought of the strange thought at the door of the inn just now, and suddenly regained his calm expression, "Yue'er, why did you come?" Are you here alone? ”

"I ...... It's okay, my brother is getting married, how can I not come? Rong Yue smiled at him without any surprise, "Isn't it a surprise, huh?" ”

"Hmm. "Fortunately, there was a Xuanyuan Che standing next to her, otherwise it would not be a surprise but a fright.

"I see you're almost rested, can you go?" Hua Ruofeng's cold and indifferent voice came.

He was still wearing an elegant white robe, which was very recognizable, as if white was his symbol, and his slightly slender figure walked to Rong Yue's side, sweeping everyone's faces expressionlessly, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

The melon seeds in Naranhe's mouth suddenly knocked his teeth, and he screamed, even if he lowered his head, he couldn't hide his surprised and dissatisfied look, he raised his head and drank the last sip of wine, "Hey! Aren't you in the Valley of the Divine Doctor? Why did you come here again? Is the royal grandmother's illness still going to be cured? ”

"Aren't you going to put down your queen here?" Hua Ruofeng raised her eyebrows, "This can also knock your teeth, it's stupid enough." ”

“……”

Xuanyuan Che glanced at the building, saw the county lord of Zhaoyang change his clothes and came out, and said, "Okay, let's go, you guys squeeze the carriage." ”

"How do you squeeze it? It's not enough for Xiao Yue to squeeze in alone! One more person......" Naranhe glanced dazzled.

Hua Ruofeng didn't say anything when he heard this, anyway, now that Zhao Lansheng is following Rong Yue, he doesn't need to worry too much, and he still has something to do, "Anyway, I can't enter the palace, I'll go over by myself, and find an inn in the city by the way." ”

He walked out.

At this time, the county lord of Zhaoyang went downstairs and was held by Xuanyuan Che, she originally subconsciously wanted to get rid of it, but she wanted to make an appearance, so she had to endure it. Xuanyuan glanced at her and felt ...... Not bad.

"Little sister, call someone."

Rong Yue was surprised, "It's called...... What is it called? Sister-in-law? ”

Poof-

Nalan He burst out laughing unceremoniously, Zhao Lansheng was even more obviously stunned, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the county lord of Zhaoyang blushed even more, "I ......"

“…… Congratulations...... County Lord, marry my brother-in-law......" Out of politeness, Rong Yue felt that he should still congratulate.

The county lord of Zhaoyang laughed embarrassedly, and Xuanyuan Che immediately took her, "Let's go." So he went out and followed her in the carriage.

Rong Yue, Zhao Lansheng and Nalanhe were crammed into the same carriage, fortunately it was very wide, not narrow, Rong Yue couldn't help but look at Nalanhe and said dissatisfiedly: "What's not enough about this?" Don't think I don't know you deliberately drove away Hua Ruofeng! ”

"Who let him not care to cure the illness of the imperial grandmother...... He'd better go back now! ”

"It's really stingy...... Rong Yue pursed her mouth, and then looked sideways at Zhao Lansheng, who had always been silent, "Why didn't you come here and tell me?" Fortunately, I didn't miss my brother's wedding. ”

"I'm afraid you'll be tired and tired."

"I'm not afraid of getting tired."

"I'm afraid."

"I'm not tired......

Naranhe interrupted them impatiently, "I know you're very affectionate, but don't say any more, okay?" It's not you who are married, you still want to take the lead, don't you? ”

Zhao Lansheng glanced at him indifferently, and his warm and jade-like face did not change and said words that angered him, "It's okay, you're not the master anyway." ”

Naranhe: "......"

Rong Yue covered her mouth and snickered unceremoniously.